Post by Thornflower/Fadedstar on Jul 2, 2009 21:19:33 GMT -5
Fadedstar flopped down into his nest in his den once he had returned to camp. He was a mix of emotions, between anger, disappointment, embarrasment, curiousity and concern. Just then he saw a shadow darken his den entrance. He looked up and it was a cat with a small, lean frame. It had to be Whirlingstrike and then the voice spoke to confirm his assumption.
"Fadedstar. It's Whirlingstrike." She said.
"Enter." He said softly, lifting his head from his paws.
"I have met with Whitestar herself. She does not want to fight. She would like to meet at Fourtrees."
"Good then...I will meet with her and we can discuss whatever issues she has with SnowClan...I refuse to fight if it can be avoided. Otherwise...it will mean the death of SnowClan." He cast his eyes up to the ceiling, but not before seeing Whirlingstrike shudder at his words.
"Fadedstar. It's Whirlingstrike." She said.
"Enter." He said softly, lifting his head from his paws.
"I have met with Whitestar herself. She does not want to fight. She would like to meet at Fourtrees."
"Good then...I will meet with her and we can discuss whatever issues she has with SnowClan...I refuse to fight if it can be avoided. Otherwise...it will mean the death of SnowClan." He cast his eyes up to the ceiling, but not before seeing Whirlingstrike shudder at his words.